Posted in Fan Fiction, The Bible on Feb 22nd, 2010 No Comments »
Note: This story does contain m/m sex between David and Jonathan. Reader discretion is advised.
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David first came to us in Gibeah after my father’s army defeated the Amalekites. At that time I knew in my heart that the Lord God had ended His covenant with my father, and the grace of the Lord had left [...]
Posted in 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, Crossovers, Fan Fiction, Misc. Films on Feb 11th, 2010 No Comments »
She finds that there is nothing unusual in his clothes. It was true that when she first put on his tunic and tied his sash around her waist, when she wound the long broad blue cloth of her turban around her cropped black hair, she had been afraid that she would weep. His clothes still [...]
Posted in The Bible on Jan 17th, 2010 No Comments »
I am fifteen years old when my brothers take me into the land of Egypt.
Posted in Star Trek TOS on Sep 13th, 2009 No Comments »
It’s evident that Doctor McCoy is irritable because he injects the punch syringe of pramoxine hydrochloride with excessive force, and his hands are shaking as he spreads the mixture of medical silver and sulfadine on Spock’s arm.
Posted in Fan Fiction, Firefly on Jan 6th, 2009 No Comments »
“Don’t touch it!” she screams, taking big steps backwards. Her sweater is pink. Her hair has little braids in it because Inara was taking care of her yesterday, and she lets Inara braid her hair. She doesn’t let Simon.
“River, please. It’s all right.”
“Nothing is all right!”
Posted in Arthurian, Crossovers, Fan Fiction, Firefly on Oct 17th, 2007 No Comments »
Simon wipes his arm across his forehead and then his hands on his apron, and sighs; behind him River is watching. He knows she always does, when she can. He can hear her barefoot on the floor of the surgery, coming closer until she leans her chin on his shoulder and looks over him at the man on the table, the man whose blood will not stop leaking.
“Eww,” she says, and then, “Partial response. He wants to be screaming, but he’s not.”
Posted in Fan Fiction, Westmark on Jun 4th, 2007 No Comments »
Darkness.
She stood, staggering, and leaned herself against a rough wall; there was dirt dampness against her cheek, grimy and breathing cold. Her stomach ached and coiled with sickness. Somewhere off a bit someone was speaking, in a low, hurried voice.
“…I’d know her anywhere, Florian’s second in command. We fought together once, back during the war. [...]
Posted in Crossovers, Fan Fiction, Les Misérables, Misc. Books, Poems on May 3rd, 2007 No Comments »
well boss
i have been in paris for two weeks now
Posted in Fan Fiction, Misc. Books on May 3rd, 2007 No Comments »
Hansika is brave. She is small and dark, but her face is proud and beautiful, and she always keeps her head up, even when their father beats her. Nakshatra watches her as they work; her hair is long on one side, and cut short below her ear on the other, and raggedy because that’s where she tried to bite it off the last time they tried to run away.
Posted in Fan Fiction, Les Misérables on May 3rd, 2007 No Comments »
I have never seen one fly, but
sometimes they perch on the hand.
~Craig Raine, “A Martian Sends a Postcard Home”